Category: paradox

The days, we sat side by side, I remember your eyes beckoning me to hold you. The days, we shared a hearty laugh, I remember your eyes conveying to me the closeness of the two. The days, our arms were wrapped around each other, I remember your eyes showing the intimacy of our bond….

Saying you love me with that look in your eye, Was that a cold-hearted lie? As I sit here thinking about you, My face is wet with tears past due. My companions see me smiling, Deep inside I know, I am dying. I know I have to surrender and not show, To cease and…

When you feel so lonely and can’t sleep at night, because everything gives you a fright. The pain and the sadness takes control, and once again you’re all alone. I love darkness, I am afraid of the light, the only light I love staring at, is the moonlight. I devote myself to acting happy, but…

Like an apple that has fallen from the tree, her soul was rotting. Rotting…Deep in the emotions of the misery, the feelings that never seemed to be setting her free. You could say others have had it worse than her, but until you take a few steps in the worn out path of her misery,…

Like a plague that never goes away, Or a wild animal and its prey, It waits… And waits…. And waits…….. Until you’re ready, Then closes in and devours you… From the inside out. All you see is shadows of the ones you once knew, Happiness no more, Laughter no more, No more love, Like a…

I glanced upon a picture in the newspaper today… a Christian missionary providing water to a Muslim village suffering from water scarcity, ,sharing a plain smile, hand reaching out – and I thought to myself, how gracious. Then..the clouds parted just enough for sunlight to shine down on me , touching my heart & a…

You see me smile on the outside. But that’s all you can see. What if tears run down my face on the inside? You hear me laugh on the outside. But that’s all you can hear. What if I’m crying out for help on the inside? You smell the scent I wear everyday on the…

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Knows difference between your & you're; Is very shy; even to ask for extra ketchups at McDonald's; Novel Writer (Write, Re-Write, Bang my head on the wall, Edit, Re-Edit); Full time Internet junkie; Part time poet